Rap Terminators

Terminator Terminator Terminator [Verse 1 - MC Esoteric] One two uh, yeah yo yo People Here I am and here I am people When I'm on this mic I say what has to be said I'm lethal, rap terminator, terminal You don't even piss at a urinal You don't even piss standing vertical Talking that man up clam up You could point a nine at the crowd and never get the fans hands up So what you talkin bout? Packin' a cannon common man You must carry bags for [Nika Diane???] As sick as i am I wouldn't wish the worst on my most pirating fan I get biz like Milk Dee and Giz Put in work like [Joe Wong??] Hide your motherfucking kids You nerds soft I know you sit at home and jerk off To Rick Ross with his shirt off That's disgusting First off,[Abdul Atis?] You don't wanna flow with this You got a Steve Perry heart with that foolish shit [Hook - Samples] Your rhymes are old and dusty You wanna pointblank homeboy you're rusty You wanna rap? Your rhymes are old and dusty You wanna pointblank homeboy you're rusty You wanna rap? Your rhymes are old and dusty You wanna pointblank homeboy you're rusty You wanna rap? It's just I'm a rap gator You wanna rap against me I'm a rap terminator Terminator terminator teminator [Verse 2 - Effect] It was Effect temptin' kid with an illest flow Drinks from [?] record [Dre's?] first solo Kill rapper just so see the news at one See the family search, for they wack ass son Shit's done B on or off the beat How would it look if I was acted like you were fuckin with me? Cause honestly that shit don't shit well with me So eat shit like the centerpiece human centipide Ask youself "What's beef?" And you soon shall see If you motherfuckers don't spell Effect with an E Fuckin' A what's the deal with these kids these days? So quick to grab a mic and get smashed in the face Leave you toothless And show yous Eazy-E was ruthless You're like a GPS in Boston Fucking useless Biatches got thirty seconds Twenty dollar sack pyramid And this motherfucker starts guessin' [Hoook] [Verse 3 - Celph Titled] I’m the next rap legend to be And when I make it up to heaven I’ll be chargin 2Pac for sixteens I make music for moshpit participants Compared to a-body from Chino XL to Eminem Uh I a synonym for pure vagrance Paganism and Hatred Tax you gayfers with high interest rate payments Yeah Rotten flesh the new demigodz fragrance Cologne all powerful I came from a shark’s womb! The rawest killer to blaze these mic’s kid Leave you with a Forest Whitaker lazy eyelid And I did swear at a bitch Abuse you and inherit the shit And is foul like asparagus piss I should let you suffer When i confront you, you reply with a Max Headroom stutter Want guns pointed at your whole crew? Then smack DVD’s on every TV in the best-buy show room [Hook]